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This is one of those times I envy my friend, Joe. Joe is anything but average. He was pretty much finished with his shopping a year ago. When purchasing a gift for Joe, you only need to remember this simple test:
If Joe can't eat it, drink it or fuck it, Joe doesn't want it.
More than a life philosophy, it's a clear and simple instruction he's made loud and clear on many occasions. And you should ignore it only at your own peril. Case in point:
Beverly: "What a beautiful and unique sterling silver chafing dish."
Pac: "Why thank you! It was a gift from Joe."
Beverly: "Yes, I know. I gave it to him last year."
When you get a gift from Joe, you can be reasonably sure it's a re-gift. When you buck the guidelines when buying a gift for Joe, no matter how well-meaning or extravagant, it's going unapologetically and unceremoniously into the re-gifting closet, probably already with a lucky re-recipient already in mind.
Don't bother getting offended. You knew the rules.